Posted on June 13, 2017 1 Comment
You know, The butterflies in the stomach Heart beating fast in panic Tongue tied lost for words Eyes locked and souls immersed Kind of chemistry But see, I’m not a fighter, that’s my curse I’m more of a lover, that’s the worst Not any kind of lover…let me depict The kind that’s a hopeless romantic […]
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